บท 12: Short story 1

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Nightmares

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Anonymous P. O. V

I wish I could go on and talk to people like how others do.

Why you might ask?

It's not ordinary to go on the whole day without talking to someone.

Is there?

But I suppose I can't.. because I am not normal.

And what is normal you ask?

Well I donot know myself.

That is why I'm searching.

The reason why I am not like others.

Someone who shouldn't see what shouldn't be seen.

Hear something what shouldn't be heard.

And feel something what shouldn't be there.

Why I Don't hate them?

Or

Why do I not fancy them either?

I get scared and not sleep for days.

They make me tired and worn out for days.

But still I feel nostalgic and amazed.

They seem like other worldly to me.

But are they really what they seem?

I think about those experiences over and over, yet they become a part of me.

I can't talk about it to someone